One time my parents came through with their motor home as they were ending a long trip. Dad needed to dump the tanks so he, my BIL and I hopped in and ran to town. Dad hooked up the hose and pulled the handle. Or he THOUGHT he hooked up the hose. He was on his knees in front of the drain when the hose came off and he got the full blast in the belly. We hosed him off good but that didn't take out the smell. We made him ride way in the back until we got home where his clean clothes were just coming out of out drier.


β€œIn a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act.”
― George Orwell

It's not over when you lose. It's over when you quit.